GOOD TIMES BAD TIMES

In the days of my youth I was told what it means to be a man I'm now I've reached the age I've tried to do all those things the best I can No matter how I try, find my way to the same old jam Good times, Bad Times, you know I've had my share When my woman left home with a brown-eyed man, Well, I still don't seem to care Sixteen: I fell in love with a girl as sweet as could be, It only took a couple of days till she was rid of me She swore that she would be all mine and love me till the end, But when I whispered in her ear I lost another friend, oh Good Times, Bad Times, you know I've had my share When my woman left home with a brown-eyed man, Well I still don't seem to care Good Times, Bad Times, you know I've had my share When my woman left home with a brown-eyed man, Well I still don't seem to care I know what it means to be alone I sure do wish I was at home I don't care what the neighbors say I'm gonna love you each and every day You can feel the beat within my heart Realize, sweet babe, we ain't ever gonna part